I was drinking at Cure last week. It’s the greatest place where you can chill out and quietly drink wine and eat a grilled cheese, but still get to spy on Cal Anderson bike polo kids swigging vodka out of orange juice cartons and watch blacked out people from Rock Box spill into the alley. After five or so glasses of wine I was feeling very clever and tried to ask the charming owners Amy and Eric why they weren’t playing the Cure all the time. "Because we don't want people thinking we named our bar after a goddamn band. There is no Cure allowed to be played at Cure, EVER. When it comes up on Pandora, we thumbs down it.” And someone next to me “Yeah... they don’t want a bunch of sad teenagers in here anyway<.” I asked them if they would turn away Robert Smith if he came in, and they said that yes...they expect that they probably would. So that's that, he is 86'ed. It’s too bad, because Robert Smith seems like the sort of guy who would like GC.